compose poem on road
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Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road
mark as brilliant and take thanks for all question
The road, the road, it winds away,
Through fields and woods and by the bay,
Where willows whisper in the breeze,
And birds sing in the leafy trees.
The road, the road, it leads me on,
To lands I've never seen, alone,
Where mountains rise and rivers flow,
And cities stand with spires of snow.
The road, the road, it takes me far,
To places I have never been, afar,
Where people live and work and play,
And life is full of joy and day.
The road, the road, it's always there,
To lead me on and on and on,
To places new and strange and fair,
Where life is full of hope and cheer.
The road, the road, it's my friend,
And I will travel on until the end.